The bags that teachers carry home symbolize their guilt about the endless care they have to give.

One or two bad teachers is a problem with the teachers. A school with many bad teachers is a problem of leadership.

There is no algorithm for creativity.

The quality & morale of teachers is absolutely central to the well being of students and their learning.

We need standards with flexibility, not standardization with force if we are to get the best from our teachers.

High performing organizations have cultures of creativity and risk. They encourage workers to innovate and play.

Teachers create and transform energy. They are the dynamos of educational change.

It's important to be innovative when times are prosperous. It's essential to be innovative when they are not.

Standardized personalization=universal right to meaningful learning. Personalized standardization=flexible access to mandated learning.

We must never return to the Julie Andrews curriculum where we teach "a few of my favorite things"!

A successful school has to engage all the people, all the powers, and all the capacities within it.

We have not reached the consensus that to eat is a basic human right. This is an ethical crisis. This is a crisis of faith.

Don't stop, " she pleaded with swollen lips. "Please, Guy, don't stop."The same hunger that ran through him had taken her as well. What kind of man would he be to leave her with such need?

There are many facts showing that Putin's people enriched themselves by using power mechanisms so that's why for them losing power means losing their fortunes.

I guess the line between being paranoid and being a rock star is smaller than one would expect.

The word "hedonistic" to me means pleasure above all else. My pleasure above all else.

Look closely at those who patronize you. Half are unfeeling, half untaught.

You've got to be really dialed into exactly who you are to the one hundredth power or you're just everyone else.

I see sad crushed plastic everywhere and put some thoughts composed of words that do not belong together together and feel a little digital hope.

I am convinced the most unfortunate people are those who would make an art of love. It sours other effort. Of all artists, they are certainly the most wretched.

Ye have locked yerselves up in cages of fear and, behold, do ye now complain that ye lack FREEDOM!